He’s So Sweet After Class

When Mo Lingqiu was released, his lips were red and swollen, and his glasses had been taken off.

He caught his breath for a moment before reaching towards Jiang Chenming. “Give me back my glasses.”

Jiang Chenming smiled gently and helped him put them on. He then kissed him on the cheek, feeling satisfied.

Mo Lingqiu pushed him away and got into the driver’s seat. Jiang Chenming hastily followed, sitting in the passenger seat before smiling at him. 

Mo Lingqiu quickly calmed down. His earlier loss of control made him embarrassed, so he chose to silently start the car. 

Jiang Chenming was in a good mood. His uninjured left hand tapped a rhythm onto his leg until he noticed that they weren’t going towards Yuanqiao Apartments. 

“Teacher Mo, where are we going?” Jiang Chenming asked.

“The hospital.” Mo Lingqiu hadn’t forgotten that the basketball team coach had instructed Jiang Chenming to go to the hospital for an X-ray. 

Jiang Chenming didn’t dare say that he was fine this time; he would go wherever Mo Lingqiu wanted. 

There was a quite good city hospital near University A. Mo Lingqiu parked the car and got out along with Jiang Chenming. They walked into the hospital side by side, before Mo Lingqiu registered and signed them in. 

Since the hospital was really crowded, they had to queue up in the third floor’s orthopedic department for half an hour before they could finally see the doctor. 

Mo Lingqiu recounted what had happened to Jiang Chenming. The doctor looked at his bandage-wrapped palm, then looked at the wound on his arm, before saying, “Let’s go take an X-ray first.” 

Mo Lingqiu grabbed the medical record book and then went with Jiang Chenming to find the place where they took X-rays. 

The process was slow. The orthopedics department needed half an hour for the X-ray results to come in. They both sat in the chairs in the hospital corridor and looked at their own phones. Because Jiang Chenming’s right hand was injured, and he wasn’t comfortable playing with only his left hand, he directly moved closer towards Mo Lingqiu to watch a documentary with him. 

Half an hour later, the X-ray receptionist started shouting Jiang Chenming’s name. Mo Lingqiu reflexively walked over to get the X-ray, but the staff at the counter asked, “Are you the person himself?” 

“Ah?” Mo Lingqiu froze.

“You don’t look like the person on this medical insurance car. You can’t take someone else’s film.” 

Mo Lingqiu was speechless. Jiang Chenming rushed over and held onto him to save the situation. “He’s my boyfriend.”

The staff member behind the window scrutinised them before handing over the film. 

Then they brought it back to the consultation room. After the doctor carefully scanned the film, he said, “There’s nothing wrong with the bones, just from looking at the film. There’s only an external flesh wound on your arm. Just make sure to rest.” 

“Okay. Thank you, doctor.”

“En. I’ll prescribe you some medicine. You can go to the pick-up counter later to get it.” 

“Okay.”

The doctor roughly scribbled his condition into the medical record book, and then added the medicine he prescribed to minimise swelling and pain into the medical system. When the two of them finally obtained the medicine and left the hospital, it was almost five o’clock. 

“Teacher Mo, shall we go back?”

“En,” Mo Lingqiu responded, starting to drive the way back. 

As they drove past the dumpling store they’d seen on the way, Mo Lingqiu slowed down. He found a parking spot, and then entered the store to buy two boxes of dumplings. 

When they made it home, Mo Lingqiu opened the small dumpling box and filled two cups with water. “Come over for dinner?” 

Jiang Chenming hurriedly ran over and looked at Mo Lingqiu with great enthusiasm.

Jiang Chenming quickly ran over and eagerly looked at Mo Lingqiu. 

Mo Lingqiu didn’t understand what his intention was, and directly handed him the chopsticks. Jiang Chenming quickly pointed at his injured right hand. “My hand is hurt, I can’t pick it up.” 

Mo Lingqiu’s hand that was holding the chopsticks froze. He stood up and moved to sit next to him. He picked up the bowl of vinegar, dipped a small dumpling into it, and raised it to Jiang Chenming’s mouth. “Eat.” 

“Teacher Mo, you’re so gentle,” Jiang Chenming said, beginning to sweet-talk him. 

Mo Lingqiu glared at him and didn’t say anything, waiting for him to open his mouth to eat. 

Teasing was one thing, but eating was another. Jiang Chenming carefully bit into the small dumpling. The soup inside still gushed out; it was a little hot, and two drops splattered onto Mo Lingqiu’s tender white hand. 

Jiang Chenming anxiously took his hand, quickly swallowing the food in his mouth, and then carefully inspected Mo Lingqiu’s hand for damage. 

The place where the soup had splattered onto was a little red. Jiang Chenming stuck out his tongue to lick away the soup, and then wiped it with a napkin. “Does it hurt?”

Mo Lingqiu’s face turned red at his series of actions. He scolded him, stammering, “Do you still know about pain? You don’t even cry in pain yourself!” 

Jiang Chenming laughed. “That’s different. When you’re the one in pain, it hurts in my heart.” 

Upon hearing this, Mo Lingqiu’s skin broke out into goosebumps. He pulled his hand away and shoved the chopsticks over. “Eat it by yourself.” 

“Fine, fine.” Jiang Chenming resigned himself to eating, but, after all, he wasn’t left-handed, so it was still very inconvenient to use the chopsticks. 

Mo Lingqiu raised his head and glanced at him several times. He still couldn’t bear letting him eat with the chopsticks, though, so he went back to the kitchen and grabbed him a small spoon. 

After the two of them finished eating, Mo Lingqiu went downstairs to throw away the garbage. Jiang Chenming wanted to follow, and kept following him everywhere he went. Mo Lingqiu didn’t bother to say anything to him; he just regarded him as the tail he was dragging behind him. 

It was getting dark. Jiang Chenming was looking for a change of clothes in his room, planning to take a shower later, and was still thinking about the naughty ideas in his mind.

When Mo Lingqiu came to call him, he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn’t answer immediately.

“Jiang Chenming,” Mo Lingqiu called again, still holding the bath towel in his hand.

Jiang Chenming quickly returned to his senses. “Yes,” he answered, just like an elementary school student shouting “present”.

“Take a bath.” Mo Lingqiu pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

“Huh?” Jiang Chenming did not react for a moment, and followed out while holding his clothes. 

“Go in.” Mo Lingqiu didn’t say anything more, he just pushed Jiang Chenming into the bathroom. “Take off your clothes.” 

This time Jiang Chenming was stunned. He was just thinking about how to act cute and ask Mo Lingqiu to help him take a bath; he never expected that it would be Mo Lingqiu who would first offer his help. 

Jiang Chenming unzipped his pants in a trance before clumsily undressing with one hand. 

Mo Lingqiu was originally planning to just look at him, to wait for him to remove his clothes and then help him wash a little, but once he saw this person being so clumsy with the use of only one hand, he couldn’t resist helping. 

Jiang Chenming was flattered, he lowered his head and looked at Mo Lingqiu squatting, instructing him to raise his legs. 

Jiang Chenming was pleased. He lowered his head and gazed at Mo Lingqiu squatting and instructing him to raise his legs. 

When all the clothes were off, Mo Lingqiu forced himself to stare at the white wall while he pushed Jiang Chenming under the shower head. 

Mo Lingqiu turned on the shower head and adjusted the water temperature. He then helped Jiang Chenming rinse for a bit, but found that, no matter how careful he was, a little water still splashedon the bandage on his right hand. 

He put down the shower head, and then went to get a roll of plastic wrap and a pair of scissors. 

“You wanna wrap it up?” Jiang Chenming froze.

“En.” Mo Lingqiu didn’t say much. He cut a few pieces of plastic wrap and wrapped it around Jiang Chenming’s arm.

Jiang Chenming looked at his poor arm and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

With the protection of the plastic wrap, Mo Lingqiu was no longer careful with the washing and he quickly bathed him. After rubbing the soap into foam, he slowly applied it to Jiang Chenming’s body. 

When his hand slid over Jiang Chenming’s chest, Mo Linqiu’s hand froze. He raised his head and glared at Jiang Chenming.

Jiang Chenming pretended nothing happened, showing a calm and composed expression.

Mo Lingqiu continued applying. When he reached his abdomen, the texture of his abs became very obvious. Mo Linqiu realized that this person was deliberately showing off his muscles.

“Bathe yourself.” Mo Lingqiu viciously glared at him.

Only then did Jiang Chenming get back on track, no longer showing off his muscles. He changed his method, deliberately touching Mo Lingqiu’s nape. 

Mo Lingqiu was utterly speechless at this person who was acting like a rogue. Usually, he looked very serious, but at that moment he wasn’t even acting properly. Besides, the nape was a very sensitive area; his legs would turn to jelly once Jiang Chenming touched it. 

His hand froze, no longer applying soap. Mo Lingqiu panted, face red. “…Stop touching.” 

Mo Lingqiu broke off with a tremble. Jiang Chenming’s heart was pounding. He ignored the foam all over his body and pulled Mo Lingqiu into his arms to kiss him. 

Half an hour later, Jiang Chenming sat on the sofa in the living room, face apologetic, while Mo Lingqiu’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Since Jiang Chenming had been stirring up trouble, it was his own fault that his wounds had blistered open.

Mo Lingqiu removed the plastic wrap that had already clumped together, and then peeled off the bandage that was stuck, since the skin beneath it was wet. Mo Lingqiu helped him dry it before disinfecting it and applying the medicine.

However, Jiang Chenming thought in his heart, This is the second time Mo Lingqiu helped me dress my wound.

“Teacher Mo.”

Mo Lingqiu ignored him. He now knew that, as long as he answered, this person would cause him some trouble again.

“Teacher Mo, I like you.” Jiang Chenming’s left hand touched Mo Lingqiu’s cheeks. His palm was boiling hot, turning Mo Lingqiu’s face red.

“I know. You’ve said it before.” Mo Lingqiu pretended to be calm.

Jiang Chenming smiled. He gently combed his soft black hair, continuing to watch him bandage his wounds. 

This time, the wounds weren’t serious, but there were many, in both small and large patches. Mo Linqiu took a long time to finish all of them.

“It’s done.” Mo Lingqiu stood up, shaking his legs that had become numb from his cross-legged sitting. “Be cautious from tomorrow onwards.”

Jiang Chenming responded, “Are you not going to help me bathe?”

“No.” Mo Lingqiu glared at him, put the medicine and the rest into the first aid kit, turned around, and walked towards the storage cabinet.

Jiang Chenming followed behind and stopped him after Mo Lingqiu placed the first aid kit in its original place. “No, you need to help.”

“…I’m not going to help.” Mo Lingqiu thought about how he had followed Jiang Chenming’s flow in the bathroom just after his nape had been touched, and he felt a headache.

Although the two of them hadn’t really done anything, kissing while sober to the point of losing his mind and completely clinging to Jiang Chenming’s arms was something that he never expected to happen.

“Teacher Mo.” Jiang Chenming forced the person into the corner. “My hand is injured, you can’t push me away.”

Mo Lingqiu thought he was going to ask another question about whether he would help him bathe or not, and was about to refuse for the third time. However, Jiang Chenming didn’t ask; instead, he changed the question. “Teacher Mo, I like you, so, do you like me?”

“No…” Mo Lingqiu reflexively wanted to say “not helping”, but his words stopped.

“You don’t like me?” Jiang Chenming looked at the person in front of him with a serious expression.

Mo Lingqiu gently pushed him. “I’m going to bed.”

“Mo Lingqiu, you can’t run away from it.” This was the first time Jiang Chenming called Mo Lingqiu by his name. “Mo Lingqiu, I like you. What about you? Today you were jealous, sad, and angry at me, so does that mean you like me? If you don’t like me, I won’t chase you… anymore.”

Jiang Chenming’s arm was strong enough to confine him. Mo Lingqiu gradually lost his composure, falling into a panic. He didn’t know how to answer the previous question, and he was afraid that what Jiang Chenming had said at the end would actually happen.

Finally, he tentatively opened his mouth. “…I probably like you, yes.”

“Then… from today onwards, I’m your boyfriend. Do you agree?” Jiang Chenming smiled. Being able to get Mo Lingqiu to say the word “like” was already a great progress.

“…En.”